Returning to Krishna Desert Camp from the dunes, we stayed only long enough for me to leave my hat and grab my pashmina. Since Prem and I were the only guests for the night, there was no entertainment arranged at Krishna. We were going to a nearby desert hotel to see a traditional music and dance performance.
The music had already started when we arrived. The place was very festive, with all the colored lights.
I was surprised to see that I was the only foreign visitor in the crowd. I thought there would be more foreign visitors than there were. Mostly Indian families were here.
The singer in the yellow turban had a pair of thin, flat pieces of wood in each hand that he clicked like castanets.
I was mesmerized by this dancer’s beautiful costume.
After the performance, they turned on some recorded music and audience members danced with the traditional dancers. What a great way to end a fantastic day!